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Saturday, May 30, 2015

Is This the End?

Greetings, Fire Enthusiasts. How is summer treating you? Do you enjoy summer? Here in central California the teachers only teach three seasons... *laughs* We have plenty of sun and no water to spare. Between November and February the skies get grey and we can get some fog, but that's about the extent of it. From June to October it is very hot here, reaching 108 degrees at its worst. *sigh* Can you tell I'm not a fan?

At long last, my latest chapter in the Dance on Fire series is about ready. If you are new to the series, I call it crossover vampire horror. The series explores whether a vampire can actually be used for good or not. Let me catch you up:

In Dance on Fire, the vampire Nathaniel saves Barbara Lopez and her infant children from another vampire. Knowing the Bible front to back, he is aware there is no place in God's kingdom for undead flesh. Barbara is not so sure. Their chance meeting causes them all to band together against the second vampire, provides him with a family once again, and leads him on a journey that causes him to question everything. Follow the link and get the e-book for 99 cents.

In Dance on Fire: Flash Point, five vampires descend upon Nathaniel and his extended family, enacting some twisted revenge upon them all for actions taken in book one. Does what happens cause Nathaniel to lose what he has gained? Will another family be taken from him? Who is the mystery figure that is ultimately shown to be pulling these strings that make him dance?

This summer in Dance on Fire: Infernal, the Devil himself and an army of vampires converge upon Nathaniel and the extended family he has left - because undead flesh that seeks God must not be allowed to live.

The series is a crossover, so there are Christian themes at work here, but it is also definitely horror as you will see. I hope you will give it a chance...

“Marie?” Josef asked.

“Hello, brother,” she said as she followed Satan’s outstretched
hand and entered the room. She didn’t take it, but it seemed to lead her just
the same. “Meet Lucifer.”

“I really must insist that you refrain from calling me that,”
Satan instructed. If he was displeased that Marie refused to take his hand, he
made no show of it. “In spite of what you may have read, Lucifer is no more. I
prefer Satan. Scratch. The Devil, if you must. Pleased to meet you. Hope you guess my name,” he sang and giggled.

Satan marched into the room. “Sit,” he said to the vampires
who lurked closest to him. When they didn’t, he paused and stared back at them.
“Sit or I shall remove your legs. Trust me when I say that I can do this in a
great many ways. You no doubt have heard I am not a man of my word, but you will
be alive to endure it. I promise you.”

The four turned and glanced at Josef who nodded silently.
All in the room sat except Josef. Marie stood her ground. Her body language
read that being present there was not her choice.

“We’re supposed to believe that you’re the Devil?” Josef
asked.

“Yes, Josef,” he said, nonplussed. “I am he.”

The elder-general gritted his teeth. “I’m having a difficult
time believing this,” he added.

The Devil ran the fingers of his left hand over his goatee
and scratched the bottom of his chin. Then he flipped his hat onto the large
table. It slid across the surface and stopped dead in the center of it. “Said a
vampire,” he said sarcastically. “I could show you my true nature, but it isn’t
pretty. I could kill every living thing in this board room with my will alone;
however, I have need of you, so I won’t. I actually live for these moments—relish
them even. Yet, I find myself strangely disinterested. I have much to do, you
see. Much to do.” His voice trailed off momentarily, but he quickly snapped out
of it. “I like you guys. We’re brothers in a way. All of us outside the
so-called Kingdom of God. My disdain for mankind is legendary because of this.”

Josef and the Devil held eye contact.

“Are you familiar with a vampire named Nathaniel?”

“I am familiar with many vampires by that name,” Josef
replied. “Felipe?”

Immediately, Felipe clicked open a database and began typing
away. There were a great many references with that name. Some deceased. The
data went all the way back to before the printed word. This was the cyber
version of original material, which had been researched and compiled well
before computers.

Satan waited.

“I have a Nathaniel who was involved in the deaths of
several other vampires?” Felipe offered.

“Bingo,” Satan said. He rubbed his face and tapped his
forehead. “It is curious you know of this, yet allowed him to live. I thought
killing vampires was an offense punishable by death? Perhaps I have been
misled.”

“Hmm,” Josef remarked. “I believe I recall this one. Our
investigation concluded that he was not the only one at fault. In fact, was it
not discovered that others were to blame?”

“Yes,” Felipe replied. “A vampire named Vincent is
referenced, as well as another. A newborn. Tiffany.”

“That’s correct,” Josef said.

Satan thrust his hands into his perfectly pressed pants and
glared at Josef. “No, this is not correct, and I am here to finally get you to
do something about this egregious oversight.”

“Hmm.” Josef put on a thoughtful face. “Let me take a wild
guess at this. You had something to do with these vampires attacking this
Nathaniel. They failed and you’re coming here to get more vampires to do your
dirty work for you. How am I doing?”

“Forgive me, my brother,” Marie said, leaning into Josef.
“But perhaps as the evidence suggests, the great Satan has already failed twice
in this personal vendetta of his.”

“Until the sky rolls back like a scroll, I have failed
nothing,” Satan said, and it was clear to all that he was trying very hard not
to lose his temper. His countenance softened as he quickly seemed to regain his
composure.

The vampires waited him out, until Josef broke the silence.
“Satan,” he began. “Forgive us for making sport of you…”

“You confuse me with another, Josef.” Satan glared back at
him, crossing his arms at his chest. “I am no good at forgiving.”

“Very well then,” Josef said. “You do well to say that it is
a crime in our community to kill another vampire. It is rare that such an act
is sanctioned by the board, much less its elder-general. But I ask you – if I
may – just what has he done?”

“It really doesn’t matter what he’s done, Josef,” Satan
said, approaching. “What matters is I want him destroyed. He has no love for
the vampire community or its elder-general. He seeks to change his nature, to
become a Christian, and to follow God.”

“Satan?” Josef asked. “What will you do if we respectfully
decline to intervene in this matter?”

All eyes quickly moved from their elder-general to Satan.
Satan glanced about the room and thrust his hands back inside his pants
pockets.

I posted on your FB page also (as Donna Hole) but I was wondering if you would consider doing a guest post on my blog when I post my review for Dance on Fire. You can send me an e-mail to donnahole at gmail dot com.

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